Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 974 Wu Liang’s ambition

The city lord of Wuliang City does not have a good reputation among the residents of Wuliang City. If possible, I believe these people in Wuliang City would be willing to change the city lord.

After all, no one wants to live such a life of fear.

Because of this, the appearance of the Lord of Wuliang City can be said to have been demonized by these people.

If one met the city lord of Wuliang City in person, I believe it would be difficult for anyone to connect this elegant scholar with the vicious city lord of Wuliang City.

Wu Liang poured tea for the master and servant in front of him, his posture was elegant and pleasing to the eye.

"Young Master, do you want to try it?" Wu Liang put the low-luxury teapot back and pushed the tea in front of the person.

"I won't drink the tea. Let's talk about business directly." Zhuang Qiming glanced at the gray tea, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Can this kind of thing be brought out to entertain him?

"I wonder what the young master wants to know?" Wu Liang could naturally see Zhuang Qiming's dislike of his tea. There was no expression on his face. Every move of the elegant and comely little scholar was somewhat polite.

"Where is the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan in the soul tide?" Zhuang Qiming was indeed very direct. He stated his purpose straight to the point.

"If it were not here, I would not choose this place to build the city." Wu Liang replied, taking a sip of the tea in front of him as he spoke.

"Do you know how to get the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan?" Zhuang Qiming's eyes lit up. It would be good to be here, and it would not be in vain for him to join the Green Silk Clan's secret realm.

The master of the Black Silk Palace of the Green Silk Clan didn't give him anything good at all, and he couldn't use those inheritances.

The mess was so trivial and complicated that he wondered if it was because he was not a monk of the Green Silk Clan that he found it so difficult.

Some of his men were lost in the Black Silk Palace due to greed, but none of the remaining monks who were said to have been inherited by the Black Silk Palace showed the strength that a life and death monk should have.

It can be said that if all he gained from this trip was the useless inheritance from the Black Silk Palace, he would be at a huge loss.

However, he was not originally pursuing the heritage of the Green Silk Clan. What he really wanted was the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan.

Every race hides their racial heart very well, after all, it can be something that can directly control a race.

Even though the Green Silk Clan has declined, they did not show their racial heart in the most difficult times. This shows how much the Green Silk Clan cherishes their racial heart and how much they do not want the fate of their race to be in their hands.

In other people's hands.

But no matter how reluctant they are, they can't help it now.

If the Heart of the Race is not handed over at the last opportunity, it is hard to say what kind of future the Heart of the Race will bring to the Green Silk Clan, which will be completely forgotten.

But no matter what kind of future it is, it is a miserable, gloomy future with no bright future.

A racial heart falling into the hands of ill-intentioned people is a disaster for the race.

But if the heart of the race is forgotten and no one knows its existence or its whereabouts, it will be even greater sadness.

The force that Zhuang Qiming belongs to has been planning for the Green Silk Clan's racial heart for a long time, and they plan to take this opportunity to win the Green Silk Clan's racial heart.

After all, the Green Silk Clan was a race that once stood at the pinnacle of the world. Even if it declined for some reason, it is undeniable that their bloodline is indeed one of the top bloodlines in the world.

There are many things that the Heart of Race can do. Even if they look down upon the creatures of the Green Silk Clan today, the past heritage of the Green Silk Clan alone is worth the amount they have to pay for the Heart of Race of this race.

Zhuang Qiming looked at Wu Liang with burning eyes, and Wu Liang also put down the tea cup very cooperatively. He smiled at Zhuang Qiming: "Young Master, I don't know about this problem either."

If he had known, how could the Green Silk Clan's racial heart be able to get Zhuang Qiming's turn? He would have already put the things in his pocket.

The so-called friendship?

Oh, what kind of friendship can make him give up such a big benefit? He and the Lord don't have such a deep relationship.

"I thought that if you entered the other side of the underworld through the Green Silk Clan's channel, you would know more about the whereabouts of the Green Silk Clan's racial heart. I didn't expect..." Although Wu Liang behaved very modestly and politely, and did not speak with any sharpness.

, but Zhuang Qiming’s face still darkened.

"In this case, what can you provide me?" Zhuang Qiming interrupted Wu Liang and looked at Wu Liang with an evil expression.

"I can provide you with all the help I can provide." Wu Liang said this very smoothly. He smiled, his eyes showing helplessness and self-blame for not being able to help Zhuang Qiming.

"You!" Zhuang Qiming didn't follow this trick. He blamed himself? He was helpless? Why didn't he know how to get things done when he was feeling self-blame and helpless?!

What's the use of blaming yourself if you can't do anything well!

"You are still too young and energetic." Looking at Zhuang Qiming walking away in anger, Wu Liang shook his head, poured himself another cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

"City Lord, won't something happen if you do this?" The secret guard who was hiding in the dark and saw the whole process was a little worried. He walked up to Wu Liang, picked up the teapot and served him respectfully.

"What could possibly happen? This is the other side of the underworld, not their territory." Wu Liang Youzai didn't panic at all, he raised his empty cup.

The secret guard immediately filled up the cup, still looking a little worried: "But what if..."

"What if? Zhuang Qiming really got the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan and became the actual person in charge of the other side of the underworld?" Wu Liang laughed, "My layout for so many years was not in vain. What if it was so easy to let him

If I get the Heart of Race, I will no longer be Wu Liang."

"Okay, no need to say anything. As long as you know that you are honest and follow me, I won't treat you badly." Wu Liang raised his hand to interrupt what the secret guard wanted to say, with a dark and dangerous look on his face. He touched his chin.

"I just hope that Zhuang Qiming will not disappoint me and lead me to find the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan."

If he didn't only know the approximate location of the Green Silk Clan's racial heart, and didn't know how to obtain the Green Silk Clan's racial heart from the soul tide, he would have gotten the thing long ago, and how could he have waited for Zhuang Qiming to appear.

Wu Liang didn't take Zhuang Qiming seriously at all. In his opinion, Zhuang Qiming was still too young. Although the young and energetic boy was energetic, he still couldn't defeat the scheming old guys like them.

Zhuang Qiming was furious when he walked out of the door.

He was not stupid, so he could naturally see Wu Liang's underlying contempt.

(End of chapter)